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Chapter 1330 The Demon Lord’s inheritance, Chu Tianang

 Although Sizu didn’t say it clearly, his meaning was obvious.

 He also wants to join the revival of the demon clan, even if he lives or dies, he will have no regrets.

 “You go,” Purgatory Demon Temple said silently.

These three words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he was silent since then.

 He has worked hard for the stability of the Demon Realm for hundreds of millions of years, even abandoning the former Demon Clan.

 But hundreds of millions of years later, he discovered that everything he had done was in vain, even wrong.

 This kind of gap and blow is not something that everyone can bear.

“Ancestor, I won’t leave,” Sizu kneeled down and said as if he had made up his mind.

“I have been trained by you since I was a child, and I am willing to guard the Demon Realm forever.”

“What I cultivate is a disciple of flesh and blood, not a puppet,” Purgatory Demon Sha shook his head and refused.

“Go, I can’t go back to the demon clan.

 You will represent my will, and when we fight in the future, just kill a few more people for me."

Sizu wiped away the tears that he had shed at some point, finally stood up, bowed towards the magic mountain, and then left.

  ………

 After jumping off the cliff without hesitation, Xu Zimo felt his weightlessness.

  Can't even control his body.

At the bottom of the cliff, it was like falling into a particularly big bubble for an instant.

 The bubbles are warm and soft.

 Then the bubble burst, the impact of the fall was resolved, and Xu Zimo landed safely.

With his feet on the ground, he looked around and found that the place was just desolate, with only one temple in sight.

With nowhere to go, Xu Zimo could only walk towards the temple step by step.

The road along this road is full of cracked earth and broken emptiness.

He touched the void with his hand. Logically speaking, after the void is broken, it will automatically repair itself.

Just like when strong men fight, destruction of heaven and earth is common, and the world has the ability to heal itself.

 But the emptiness of the world here is so broken that it cannot be restored.

“Is time and space frozen?” Xu Zimo murmured to himself.

But then he shook his head and denied, what kind of cohesion of time and space can last for such a long time.

 It is estimated that this was the case hundreds of millions of years ago.

Xu Zimo remembered what Sizu had said before, that this was the continent that the previous generation of demon lords floated over from the Broken World.

 In other words, the original world of this continent should have been destroyed.

 So the mainland has no ability to heal itself, and it is easy to destroy it.

Ignoring the ruins along the way, Xu Zimo slowly walked to the front of the temple.

The temple is two stories high, with the main door in scarlet and the second floor in blue and red.

On the vermilion door, there is a circle painted, and inside the circle is the image of a Taoist priest with an immortal style.

Xu Zimo raised his head. On top of the temple, the plaque had been broken into two halves, with only the left half hanging dangling in the air.

 “Chengtian,” Xu Zimo glanced at it and then murmured to himself.

He pushed open the door, followed by a dull sound, and a gust of breeze came with a lot of dust in it.

The inside of this temple is considered pure.

There is a lotus pond in the middle, and there are two paths paved with blue bricks on both sides.

 The trees planted next to it are all bodhi trees.

Having a clear mind and seeing one's nature adds a bit of majesty and righteousness to this temple.

 In the innermost part, there are three main halls.

The main halls on both sides have collapsed, and only the middle hall, made of pure gold and gilt, stands solemnly.

Xu Zimo was passing by the lotus pond and saw bubbles bubbling in the water.

 Under the bubble, there are countless goldfish surging.

 In an instant, bursts of "dragon roar" sounded.

 I saw these goldfish turning into thousands of dragons, soaring into the sky, echoing in the temple.

"Who broke into my Chengtian Temple?" Jin Long said coldly, spitting words out of his mouth.

 Xu Zimo was surrounded by demonic energy and said calmly: "It's time to let go of the obsession."

 He could see that this golden dragon was not a real golden dragon, but the obsession they had during their lives remained.

“Anyone who talks nonsense and breaks into the pressure-bearing temple will die,” Jin Long said majestically.

Then he rushed towards Xu Zimo with irresistible dragon power.

 But Xu Zimo didn't pay attention at all. When the golden dragon rushed towards him, it was not his body that was injured, but his soul.

It's a pity that he is protected by the Jiuzhou Palace Body, so he can't be afraid.

 Watching the golden dragons disappear one after another, Xu Zimo continued to walk forward.

  The originally choppy water in the pond has dried up without knowing when.

When he arrived in front of the main hall, he discovered that the door of the main hall turned out to be a magic door.

A door formed by thousands of demonic energies condensed.

This demonic energy is different from ordinary demonic energy. It is like a king among the demonic energy, and it feels like thousands of demonic energies dominate the world.

 Feeling these demonic auras, it seems that they are connected to Xu Zimo's own demonic aura, and they are somehow integrating into one.

Xu Zimo took a step forward, slowly stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched the magic door with his fingertips.

 He had an intuition that if other beings came into contact with this magic door, something terrible would happen.

 But only for myself, the demonic energy of this demon sect is like an obedient little sheep.

His body was submerged bit by bit into the demon door. The next moment, the sky and the earth were spinning, and the sun and the moon were upside down.

 The whole person was completely swallowed up.

  …………

 In the main hall, there are fruits and incense burners for offerings on the high platform.

 It’s a pity that there are no statues.

 At the bottom is a futon with a figure sitting on it.

 But no matter how Xu Zimo looked, he couldn't see the face of the figure clearly.

 “Who are you?” Although he already had a guess in his mind, Xu Zimo still asked.

 “It’s up to you,” the figure said with a smile.

 “The demon lord of the previous generation?” Xu Zimo asked.

“To be honest, I don’t like this title. There is only one Demon Lord, and it doesn’t matter the difference between the previous generation and this generation,” the figure shook his head and said.

 “My name is Chu Tianang, and your name is Xu Zimo, that’s how you call me.”

“Shouldn’t communication be more frank? I can’t even see you clearly,” Xu Zimo said directly.

“The devil has no form at all. Whatever you think it is, that’s what it is,” Chu Tianang replied, shaking his head.

“What’s your purpose of waiting for me here?” Xu Zimo asked.

“If you are between the nine realms, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait for you, and I will be discovered by the heaven and earth and be destroyed.

 So I found a continent in the Broken World to hide," Chu Tianang said.

“I am here to pass on the inheritance to you. If you can come to the Demon Realm, it proves that you have passed the test.

 Deserves to be inherited by the Demon Lord."

 “What kind of inheritance?” Xu Zimo asked.

“An irrigation of strength can give you the ability to protect yourself in the future,” Chu Tianang said.

“But before passing it on, I would like to remind you of a few things.”

 “Say,” Xu Zimo nodded.


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